Charles' goal exists somewhere near the edge of water, trees, and something else - something that exists unseen but definitely recognized as solid, real and unbending by the other senses. A barrier, invisible yet fracturing, and on the other side ...
On the other side of this barrier is something that Charles would recognize as a British police box only painted a rather ludicrously shaded blue as opposed to the standard red, appearing and ramming itself into the barrier, causing aftershocks that echo in River's mind and mental state before vanishing again. It blinks into existence in different locations along that same border, smashing into it again and again.
Every time it impacts, River takes a sharp inhale, but the ripples it causes are still intensively painful, the sound of the tides replaced by her own quiet babbling on the nature of time and space in it's various dimensions equalling more than three.
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On the other side of this barrier is something that Charles would recognize as a British police box only painted a rather ludicrously shaded blue as opposed to the standard red, appearing and ramming itself into the barrier, causing aftershocks that echo in River's mind and mental state before vanishing again. It blinks into existence in different locations along that same border, smashing into it again and again.
Every time it impacts, River takes a sharp inhale, but the ripples it causes are still intensively painful, the sound of the tides replaced by her own quiet babbling on the nature of time and space in it's various dimensions equalling more than three.